The Principle of a Philosopher by Eternal Fool “Asley”

is thing’s rank is already high, so it’s not like its gonna increase its rank much – whoa?!”

 

The Ogre Queen swung its spear.

Bruce promptly deflected it… which knocked it away in Dallas’ direction.

 

“Ah, sorry…”

 

“For the love of God…!”

 

Dallas heaved a sigh and also deflected it, this time sending it upward.
With the monster’s right flank now open, Betty slipped under it.

But at that moment, the Ogre Queen’s belly inflated… and promptly deflated.

What followed was an emission of white-ish gas into the surroundings.
Betty, with her mind registering that as ‘poison,’ decided to fall back.

She flipped over and leaped backward, and was joined by Bruce and Dallas.
The latter two’s faces twisted in discomfort.

 

“What the hell?! That thing just farted!”

 

“You should have just kept going and landed some hits.”

 

“I thought it was poisonous! Besides, I didn’t want to be covered in that… that thing! Gah, that move’s not fitting for a ‘queen’ at all, damn it…!”

 

Sponsored Content

Betty proceeded to make her move, the speed at which she was going made her silhouette flicker like a heat haze.

Realizing what Betty was aiming for, Bruce whispered to Dallas,

 

“Welp, Betty’s in a bad mood.
Watch out for when she throws a dagger – then knock it right back to her.”

 

“What?”

 

“Just give it a try.
You might get to see something cool.”

 

“Hmph, alright.
You two are an entertaining pair, if anything…”

 

Dallas nodded, and at the same time, the Ogre Queen made its move, tired of trying to see through Betty’s mysterious movements.

It swung its spear to pin Betty down with it.

The spear shattered the ground, but the Ogre Queen did not realize that Betty had actually dodged it.

Then it noticed that Betty was in the air, her silhouette darkened by the flashes of lightning in the sky.
The monster swung its spear upward.

The swing should have swept Betty right out of the air, but she was nowhere to be seen.

Then, Dallas saw Betty spinning, and realized what was up.

 

[She just grabbed that spear, despite its speed…!]

 

Holding on to the tip of the spear, and using the momentum from the ongoing swing, Betty was spinning in the air as if she was flying in a corkscrew maneuver.

 

“Here it comes!”

 

“Hmm-!”

 

Just as Bruce called out, Betty took a dagger from the holster on her c.h.e.s.t.

Making use of the momentum of the rotation, she proceeded to throw it, hitting the Ogre Queen.

Then the dagger bounced off, Bruce deflected it right back at Betty, and she grabbed it and threw it at the Ogre Queen again.

In the midst of the heavy rain, the speed at which the Ogre Queen sustained injuries made it look as if the monster was being hit by a rain of blades instead.

Then, when Bruce saw a metallic glow on Betty’s waist, he gave Dallas the final signal.

 

“That’s it! Smash-slash!”

 

Sponsored Content

With the surface of his sword, he delivered a powerful blow to the Ogre Queen’s waist, sending its gigantic body flying towards Dallas.

 

“Hmph!”

 

Dallas side-stepped the body while inflicting countless sword slashes on it, then topped them off with a Gamma Thrash at its core, dealing massive damage.

Using the momentum of Bruce’s attack, Dallas shredded out a massive wound, knocking the Ogre Queen to the ground.

 

“Heh! I knew I could count on you! -Whoa, wait?!”

 

Bruce saw Betty hopping onto the Ogre Queen’s body despite its most likely already being dead.

 

“Seventh Lunge!”

 

She repeatedly and precisely stabbed the Ogre Queen’s back with her dagger, eventually piercing through its body.

Bruce, feeling a chill run through his body despite being on a battlefield, looked on at his little sister and muttered a few words.

 

“What the hell… you an Ogre or somethin’?”

 

“Hmph, the only Ogre here is the one I’m stabbing.”

 

“…So merciless.”

 

Even the Scarlet Blade could not help but make that remark.
Betty, running off while picking up some of the fallen daggers that were still usable, eventually disappeared into the remaining horde of monsters.

 

“Man… a fart shouldn’t make someone that angry… I think.”

 

“Her rage is on her own scale… Fitting for a ‘Silver Tiger,’ I suppose.”

 

“Yeah, right… Well, let’s go! We gotta clear out the rest of ’em!”

 

Dallas nodded and swiped the blood off his sword, and then proceeded to charge straight into the wave of monsters.

Bruce rested his greatsword on his shoulder, looked up at the sky, and saw that the rain had started to subside.

 

“Oh yeah, those guys… Wonder what they’re up to now.”